Text race history for Martin (martin_cantwell)

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Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces, I'll pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone. Crying for sympathy, crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd and the free cheers from everyone. Dropping through sky, through the glass of the roof, through the roof of your mouth, through the mouth of your eye, through the eye of the needle, it's easier for me to get closer to heaven than ever feel whole again.

Game Time WPM Accuracy
3120 2015-10-13 11:44:29 58.83 84%
2786 2012-11-04 16:06:47 84.12 95%
2688 2012-11-03 19:27:09 77.90 92%
2589 2012-10-30 22:16:23 76.74 92%
2446 2012-10-24 13:25:01 71.81 92%
2230 2011-10-29 11:39:42 86.27 96%
2112 2011-10-24 11:12:40 76.84 91%